The scene at the edge of the City of Hope was a gloomy one as both Milon and Wilma stared at Evan as if he was akin to a devil. His body had bits of blood over it as he was staring at the limbless mosquito general that had only now fled for its life to warn its leader.
Joe, Emilia, Layla, and the others had calm looks on their faces as if they'd grown used to his manner; they didn't even show odd looks as they had in the beginning.
'I sure am glad we aren't enemies...' Milon thought to himself and felt even more relieved that his son had made the right choice drawing them to their side.
Wilma had a slightly pale expression, but that returned to normal when Milon tapped her on her shoulder and gave her a knowing look.
At this time, Joe walked over and administered a DH Tube to Milon, at first he wasn't sure what such a liquid could even do, but the moment he drank, much to his surprise, he found that his wounds were beginning to heal at a rapid pace.
